“t felt like stepping into a spa, or a dream, or a memory she hadn’t known she missed.” — D.L. Maddox Copy Share Image
“Her name wasn’t Jane. Not legally. But she wore it now like a uniform: plain, practical, invisible.” — D.L. Maddox Copy Share Image
“She didn’t dislike it yet. After everything that had happened, that felt like progress.” — D.L. Maddox Copy Share Image
